The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

You wake in the blue hour, the air in the great hall of St. Jude’s cold enough to bite through your wool, and the first thing you see is the seal on the wax. It is a circle of crimson, pressed deep into the parchment, and it has begun to crack. You know, with the quiet certainty of a man who has spent forty years listening to the silence between the stones, that the seal is not merely a mark of...

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